Looking at the Eighth Ancestor wielding the Three Elements Sword, Xiao Wangchuan felt a complex mix of emotions. He thought that without this sword, Sword Casting Mountain might still be one of the strongest forces in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; without this sword, with Sword Casting Mountain's vast resources, his cultivation might have already broken through to the Reincarnation Realm. But there were no "ifs." Fate had decreed it, and he could only accept it. Now, he could only follow Immortal Yuan and repay him, hoping that he might one day restore Sword Casting Mountain's glory.
The Eighth Ancestor was overjoyed. A quasi-immortal weapon was one of the most powerful and unparalleled weapons in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Such a weapon could definitely be considered one of the strongest assets of the Yuan Clan. Looking at Xiao Wangchuan, who had broken the seal, he waved his hand. A quasi-emperor sword, radiating a faint imperial aura, appeared before Xiao Wangchuan.
"This is?"
Xiao Wangchuan asked, puzzled.
The Eighth Ancestor smiled and said, "Little fellow, you deserve the most credit for our clan obtaining this quasi-immortal artifact this time. You are a sword cultivator, and I happen to have a quasi-Emperor weapon here, which I will name Wangchuan as a reward for you."
Xiao Wangchuan's eyes were fixed on the quasi-emperor weapon, as if a peerless beauty were before him. He remained motionless, not even blinking. Then he looked at Yuan Zhexian. Since he now acknowledged Yuan Zhexian as his master, many things required Yuan Zhexian's approval.
Upon seeing Xiao Wangchuan's gaze, Yuan Zhexian immediately said, "That's right, Wangchuan, you deserve the most credit right now, and this sword is well-deserved. Besides, it was bestowed upon you by the Eighth Patriarch, so just accept it."
Upon hearing what Yuan Zhexian said, Xiao Wangchuan immediately became very excited and said, "Thank you, Eighth Ancestor, thank you, Divine Child."
Then Xiao Wangchuan picked up the quasi-emperor's weapon in front of him with both hands, gently stroking it as if he were stroking his beloved, unable to put it down.
Then Yuan Zhexian said, "By the way, Eighth Ancestor, Ninth Ancestor, Grandfather, Father, there is one more thing I need to tell you."
The four of them asked in confusion, "What is it?"
“Back in Taiyu Heaven, the Mo Clan approached me,” Yuan Zhexian said immediately.
"Do they have any requests?" Ninth Ancestor asked, puzzled.
"They hope that if I become an emperor or an immortal in the future, I can lead their entire clan to ascend to immortality." Yuan Zhexian immediately repeated their request.
"They certainly have a clever plan. So, what price did they pay?" the Eighth Ancestor then asked.
"The Mo family serves me as their master," Yuan Zhexian then said.
"Hmm? Is this gambling with the fate of an entire clan?" Eighth Ancestor said, puzzled.
"That old fellow from the Mo family actually has such a spirit; it's truly remarkable. No wonder the Mo family has thrived from the mythical era to the present. Today, the Mo family's merchant guilds are spread throughout the entire Nine Heavens Domain. With such an old fellow around, the Mo family won't perish," the Ninth Ancestor added.
Then Yuan Zhexian said, "The Mo family should move to my Taiyuan Heaven soon."
The Ninth Ancestor looked at Yuan Zhexian with a kind smile and said, "This is all thanks to you, Zhexian. You don't need to worry about this. I will have Changsheng and Yuan Xun make the arrangements. I will personally entertain that old fellow from the Mo family."
Yuan Zhexian had almost finished dealing with the matter, and then said to the Eighth and Ninth Ancestors, "Eighth Ancestor, Ninth Ancestor, things on my side are almost done. If there's nothing else, we'll take our leave now."
"Hmm..." The Eighth and Ninth Ancestors nodded with smiles in response. Then, with a wave of their hands, Yuan Zhexian, Yuan Xun, Yuan Changsheng, and Xiao Wangchuan disappeared from the ancestral land.
When they reappeared, the four of them had arrived at the Divine Palace. At this moment, Yuan Yan'er hurriedly ran over and said, "Divine Child, the Divine Child of the Jun family, Jun Yichen, and the three ancestors of the Jun family have been waiting for you outside for a long time."
Yuan Zhexian was also surprised, not expecting Jun Yichen to arrive so quickly. It seemed his father's opportunity had arrived. He then smiled at Yuan Changsheng, who, seeing Yuan Zhexian smiling at him, felt equally bewildered.
Then he took out the jade pendant given to him by the Ninth Ancestor and infused it with spiritual power. At this moment, the illusory image of the Ninth Ancestor appeared in front of Yuan Zhexian and said, "Zhexian, you have just left the ancestral land. What brings you here?"
"Ninth Ancestor, there is something that requires your personal visit," Yuan Zhexian said to Ninth Ancestor.
In an instant, a spatial fluctuation occurred beside Yuan Zhexian, and then a spatial rift the size of a person appeared. The figure of the Ninth Ancestor slowly walked out of the spatial rift.
"What's going on?" Ninth Ancestor asked, puzzled.
"It's like this," Yuan Zhexian explained. "Last time, the Divine Son of the Jun family promised me something, and now the Divine Son of the Jun family and the three ancestors of the Jun family have already arrived outside the Yuan clan."
"Oh... I didn't expect that old fellow Junfan to be born too. Haha, let's go! Let's go pick them up." Ninth Ancestor said happily.
Jun Fan was a close friend of the Yuan Clan's Ninth Ancestor countless eons ago, and the two were also very close friends.
The Ninth Ancestor and his companions burst into laughter as soon as they reached the door.
"Haha, Junfan, you old codger, how could you bear to be born? Isn't it better to lie in a coffin? Aren't you afraid of your lifespan passing away?"
“You’ve already been born, so why can’t I be born! This time, my clan’s divine son has come to fulfill the promise of your Yuan clan’s divine son, and I just happened to come and see you, you old fellow.”
When Yuan Zhexian saw the third ancestor of the Jun family, he bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, senior."
The three ancestors of the Jun family also carefully examined Yuan Zhexian. Perfect appearance, terrifying three physiques, extremely powerful strength, and a humble attitude. They hadn't expected such a person to exist in the world; when Jun Yichen mentioned him before, the three ancestors of the Jun family had been somewhat incredulous.
"Good, good, good, no need for formalities. Little fellow, you are countless times better than the little one behind me." The third ancestor of the Jun family said with satisfaction as he looked at Yuan Zhexian.
Then, looking at the Ninth Ancestor with envy, he said, "You old fellow, I don't know what good deeds you did to have such perfect descendants. I'm so envious!"
The Ninth Ancestor was also laughing heartily with great pride.
Jun Yichen immediately bowed and cupped his hands to the Ninth Ancestor, Yuan Xun, and Yuan Changsheng, saying, "Greetings, seniors."
After Yuan Changsheng glanced at Jun Yichen, his body involuntarily emitted a burst of golden light. Then, Jun Yichen's body also emitted a burst of golden light, causing everyone to be slightly surprised. This was a resonance from the two ancient holy bodies.
At this moment, Ninth Ancestor realized what was happening and immediately said: "Alright, let's not stand at the door and chat."
The group then returned to the Temple of the Gods.
Inside the main hall, the Ninth Ancestor sat on the throne. To his left sat Yuan Xun, Yuan Changsheng, and Yuan Zhexian. To his right sat the Third Ancestor of the Jun family and Jun Yichen.
At this moment, the Ninth Ancestor spoke up: "Old fellows, what exactly is the purpose of your visit to our clan this time?"
At this moment, the third ancestor of the Jun family glanced at Jun Yichen. Jun Yichen immediately stood up, bowed to the group, and said: "Seniors, I have come here to fulfill the promise I made to Yuan Shenzi."
The Ninth Ancestor asked curiously, "What exactly is this promise you're talking about?"
Jun Yichen glanced at Yuan Zhexian, and seeing Yuan Zhexian nod, he said, "The Ten Shackles of the Ancient Sacred Body."
Upon hearing Jun Yichen's words, Yuan Changsheng immediately lost his composure, his eyes widening as he abruptly stood up.
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